Chapter 1036

While the boa Hussars under the fortress of duanjie mountain fought with the Azores, the defenders of blood skeleton valley were also actively preparing for the war and did their best to establish a complete defense before the invasion of demons arrived.

Although the Knights of Byrne said that "the fortifications of the Empire are not great, we can completely defeat the invading demon army with cavalry"; But when Loren gave the order, they obediently obeyed the command and established corresponding defense facilities on the highland of blood skeleton valley.

The blood skeleton Valley garrisoned by Loren and his party is actually the general name of a large mountainous area; There are fractured ice cliffs on both sides, and flat hills and slopes in the center;

Regardless of the enemy, it is difficult for me to deploy troops in the East and West - not that I can't spread, but that I can't go up. Loren, who was buried alive by an avalanche under the Western cliff, has a deep understanding of this.

In other words, no matter what the enemy plans, he can only attack from north to South and from low to high; The defending side of blood skeleton Valley is condescending. It can take advantage of both active attack and passive defense, which is an absolutely favorable side.

This is the advantage of the blood skeleton Valley garrison, and the disadvantage is very obvious - military strength.

Compared with tens of thousands of demon armies, the defenders of blood skeleton valley are very few; Not only that, even the Imperial troops fighting in the blood skeleton valley have never been like them, only less than 10000 people.

A mere 10000 (reluctantly, Lauren comforted himself) troops want to fight against at least 100000 demons, which is likely to exceed (should be absolutely more than) 100000 demons; Although the Byrne Knights generally believe that they fight ten at a time, such a disparity in military strength is still worrying.

Normally, the party with advantageous terrain and less troops should stick to it; But this battle is something special.

The enemy is not ordinary humans who will shrink back because of huge casualties, not even creatures - in a sense, they can only be called "toys"... Toys in the hands of evil gods.

The most powerful army of the blood skeleton Valley garrison is the knight from Byrne; If we can't let these elite heavy cavalry give full play to their real strength, it's a waste of World War I power.

Therefore, according to this change, Loren and the generals of the whole army reformulated the tactics of how to "hold the blood skeleton Valley", or "wipe out more demon armies before the reinforcements arrive as far as possible".

First of all, we can't say that the battlefield is limited to the gentle slope of blood skeleton Valley - it is indeed the battlefield most suitable for Byrne knights to exert their strength, but it is also destined to let the enemy swarm up.

"Therefore, it is not the most ideal place for the Duke to fight with the demon army - at least, it is not the only place."

Smiling at the confused lanmalos and the gloomy regrell, Grenville, the Earl of storm castle, said.

"If you don't fight on the slope, where is it?" lanmalos scratched his head and obviously attended the military meeting, but he really didn't understand what the black haired wizard's plan was except what he should do.

"No decisive battle on the slope... Because there is no decisive battle at all." the count of white horse peak said coldly and sighed tired: "the Duke's plan uses the blood skeleton Valley, which seems to have a panoramic view, but in fact, the broken and ever-changing terrain will only divide and disintegrate the demon army and annihilate it layer by layer!"

"Our fortress is set up at the top of the blood skeleton Valley highland, but it is just in case - as long as there is a war, the horn Castle floating city can directly reach the top of the blood skeleton Valley, and all kinds of projection weapons erected on it can sweep the whole battlefield."

"This is one." Glenville raised his right index finger. "The other is the imperial soldiers who are setting up defensive positions on both sides of the blood skeleton valley."

"Using condensate stones to build walls, dig trenches and cooperate with the fortress at the top of the valley, we only need to set up two more strongholds to control the whole blood skeleton valley; we have the initiative to attack, retreat and turn in; no matter where the cavalry appear in the valley, we can get support."

"Of course, the root of the battlefield is still in the Byrne Knight - rather, all the designs are to make the cavalry more powerful and annihilate the most enemies with the least power."

The count of white horse peak bowed his head and said, "the Hussars and Rangers can spread out the array to sweep away the divided enemy; while the Byrne Knight will become the most powerful spearhead and spear tip to tear the enemy to pieces."

"In a word, for the Duke, it's not just to guard the blood skeleton Valley, not just the high place."

The count of storm Castle smiled and said, "the whole blood skeleton Valley is under his control. It is his' Fortress' and the battlefield to destroy the demon army."

"In addition to making the enemy unable to pass, the so-called defense can not" pass alive "... Our Duke has changed the rules of the war game."

Lanmalos was stunned for a second, and then "puff" laughed.

"Oh, the count of tempest castle, a branch of Turin family... When did you learn to flatter?" the careless count of lake city looked at him provocatively:

"At the first round table, you had a chance to replace him!"

Glenwell was stunned and looked natural, as if he didn't realize what he said.

On one side, regrell couldn't help glancing at the count of storm castle.

"Replace?"

The smiling Aton glenwell had a funny expression:

"Only the guy who doesn't know Loren Turin at all thinks he can be easily replaced by others - our Duke is unprecedented, unique existence... In various senses."

Then, ignoring the two people who looked at each other, the count of storm castle looked up and stared at the ceiling; It was as if he could see through layers of bricks and beams and see the figure standing on the top of the floating city tower.

The war is coming, that man... What will he be thinking?

Glenwell thought curiously.

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"What are you thinking?"

The white blond hair and the dress hem of the little dress fluttered with the cold wind, making the young man's petite figure seem to be blown away at any time:

"The war is coming, dear Loren... You are very quiet."

"Nothing... Just everything that can be prepared has been prepared. No matter how worried, it's just blind worry."

The indifferent black haired wizard didn't look back and smiled like a self mockery: "what's more, what am I thinking... Don't you know?"

With that, Loren raised his right hand like a stroke and shook the "snake Rune" under his wrist behind him.

Asriel's mouth sparked a heartless smile.

The mark of evil god... That's the symbol Asriel left on Loren when the two met in the wild dog village for the first time - after vimpar's vampire was eradicated (to be exact, it should be "robbed"), Asriel also bound himself to Loren's spiritual palace.

In other words, two people are now really "living and dying together".

If Asriel is destroyed, Loren's spiritual palace will collapse directly, become a vegetable, or even go crazy; And if Loren is killed, Asriel will

Will... Return to the state he was in wild dog village?

It seems fair to think so.

"Poor Asriel is worried because he knows." dragging his young voice, the boy's delicate but bloodless face showed a "worried" look:

"Although it is indeed the only choice under the last resort, it is too dangerous to face the siege from those four annoying guys so soon - even for dear Loren."

"Lemantes, govait, Luton, Diabo... Although times have changed, their strength has been seriously weakened and it is difficult to maintain their own existence, it does not mean that they are no longer a threat."

"On the contrary, it is because it is about to disappear that it is so dangerous - even in order to continue to exist, they will fight hard, if you say..."

"You talk a lot today."

The dark haired wizard whispered, "I don't talk so much at ordinary times."

Asriel, who gently blew the tip of his hair and carried his little hand behind his back, smiled carelessly.

"There's No... it's clearly my dear Lauren. You're so quiet."

"Yes?"

"Of course, if it is in the past, you have begun to try your best to get the information you want from poor Asriel - even if you pretend not, it is mostly just a hard to get strategy, but this time..."

With gentle steps, the blonde boy dissipated in the cold wind and sat on the wall pile in front of Lauren in a moment; He leaned out and looked at the dark haired wizard with his scarlet pupils:

"You think you've expected everything, Asriel... Don't understand."

don't get it?

If in the past, Loren would probably regard this as a victory - to make this guy always think about how to use himself, always make himself a "tool" by various means, and the guy who likes to play with people is confused. No matter how much he loses, he seems to make a profit.

But now, he is still unusually calm.

Looking at Asriel who almost wrote "curiosity" on his face, Loren felt a burst of... Peace in his heart.

He once thought about why he crossed, why he became the target of evil gods, why the guy who was used, betrayed and became a thorn in the eye of others would be himself

There must be a reason?

He also thought about getting power, wealth, power and status... Even if he didn't say it, he thought it was impossible in his heart. Loren knew that he thought so.

Become a wizard, become a noble; Have strength and wealth, gather a group of "loyal ministers" or "followers" who are willing to work hard for themselves, become a real "winner", control everything, let whoever dies Die, and let whoever lives live

Become "God"... He once had this idea.

Once.

After a moment of silence, Loren and Asriel looked at each other and smiled relieved.

"What's the matter?" the blonde looked stunned. A bad hunch made his expression a little stiff.

"Nothing. You don't have to worry about how much I know about your secret - it's just that I found out one thing before I came."

The dark haired wizard said faintly, and his dark eyes somehow made Asriel hairy.

"Find out... What?"

"I've made it clear..." deliberately lengthened the ending. Some black haired wizards who wanted to have fun looked at the blonde boy who tried to hide his panic and forced to sit calm:

"Why do you always say... Sorry, I can't tell you any more."

Asriel trembled.

"How to say... I don't think you can predict the future, at least not now; I even think you may be gambling." Loren gently breathed out: "so every move you make is not so much a guide as a follow-up."

The dark haired wizard recalled the scene when they first met in the past.

Wild dog village, vimpal college, vampire;

Deep forest castle, ancient wood forest, ogre;

Eboden, Holy Blood potion, evil spirit body;

Dragon King City, four evil gods, the second valve;

Female warrior, dwarf, fascist

Think about it carefully. Except for the only few times that Asriel actively exposed his ideas, in most cases he did not really intervene in his choices... Whether they were voluntary or voluntary.

He's just "helping" himself - in his own way.

"So I'm thinking... Why, because you must have your purpose in it, which can't be for no reason." looking at Asriel, Loren restrained his expression a little:

"So the reason I think of is - no need."

"There is no need for excessive interference at all. As long as I go on like this, I... Will meet and fight with your enemy sooner or later;"

"Why? Maybe it's because I'm a stranger, different from you..."

"Generally speaking, the 'locals' will show some vigilance and hostility to foreigners, but you want to make friends with me."

The blonde boy bit his lower lip, lowered his head and remained silent.

"So I decided to believe you."

First, in a burst of amazement, Asriel suddenly looked up at Loren.

"You..."

"Dear Asriel, I've decided to believe you." Lauren raised the corners of his mouth, but said very seriously:

"If I can fight for all my friends - Ayn, Isaac, Brandon, Charlotte... If I can fight for them, why can't I fight for you?"

"So I will win this war that determines the future destiny... For you and our friendship; I also believe you will keep your promise and give me what I always wanted but never could get!"

Loren

Looking at the black haired wizard with a firm expression, Asriel was really stunned for the first time.

The scarlet pupils spread and then contract, just like the instinctive reaction of any surprised "natural life" body - but all this should not have happened to the blonde boy... Evil god.

Not far behind, a huge force of emptiness is approaching like a tide; The loud and breathless horn sounded on the peak of blood skeleton Valley, which flustered the defenders who were still preparing for war on the hillside.

"Luo..."

Asriel, who woke up with a start, just wanted to speak, but the black haired wizard put his neck around him and pulled his thin body into his arms:

"Trust me... Really trust me once, Asriel."

"After all, friends... Want mutual benefit and mutual assistance!"